crossing the northern latitude

Until Lu Yan recovered from his illness, they still hadn't cleared that level.

It was useless for Meng Tunan to complain. Bambi returned home after recovering, and his "holiday" was over.What's even more unfortunate is that his dad brought back news about the art test from the city, and had a serious interview with him.

"I consulted your Uncle Yang, who does this and knows the way." Meng Jianjun said, "You started writing calligraphy when you were young, so I know your level. Both you and Uncle Yang feel that if you really want to If you go this way, you still have to go to the training camp. After all, you are not the only one who can write well. If you write well, it is only good to practice intensively. I also asked you about the training class..."

But training is expensive.Meng Tunan sighed: "I don't want to train... I can practice by myself."

"I don't want to train, so don't you plan to prepare for the art test? Then, what is your current culture score? Can you pass a book without relying on the art test? You always have to tell us, where do you want to work hard?"

Questions came one by one, and Meng Tunan was stunned and at a loss.The conversation that day was fruitless because he didn't know the answer either.

Children who have never had the right to choose suddenly have the right to decide their own future, but instead hesitate.

In the next few days, he was a little depressed, and his mind was full of the college entrance examination and art exam every day.

Lu Yan on the other side was not much better.

On his first day back to school after recovering from his illness, he was called to the office alone by the head teacher Yang Wenyi for his early reading.

Yang Wenyi glanced at Lu Yan in front of him, took a sip of water, and was about to say the opening line, but swallowed the words back, chewed, and then drank water...

Lu Yan's situation is a bit complicated.From what she learned, this is a problem student. If it weren't for his good brains, winning prizes in competitions and beautiful transcripts, many schools would probably not accept him.This kind of student is the most difficult to deal with, with more ability and temper, and the teacher is helpless.

The terrible thing is that Lu Yan's grades in science are very good, the kind that can be placed anywhere.This good science embryo just stayed in the liberal arts class, and he still looks like he is learning!Several teachers chatted with him a few times, but Lu Yan just didn't let go, as if he was going to die in the liberal arts class.Yang Wenyi was so worried these days that his hair turned gray, and he was afraid that the good seedlings would fall into his hands.

Moreover, Lu Yan’s family is a bit complicated. His father is gone, and his mother can’t take care of things. The only way to find parents is to find Lu Yan’s uncle, and call his uncle. " tone, follow the fate...

How can the college entrance examination be reckless? !

After she finished drinking the water, she didn't think about what to say, so she could only say first: "Is the illness completely cured?"

"All right."

"Well, Dingyan has a lot of rain in the morning and evening, and it's very hot at noon... Take care of yourself, you may not be very used to the weather here..."

Lu Yan took the initiative to hand over the words: "Teacher, if you have something to say, just say it."

Yang Wenyi sighed.

"Know what I want to say?"

Lu Yan nodded: "It's a transfer."

"Well... I called your uncle and got to know the situation with the teacher in charge of your former high school, so I probably know your situation."

Yang Wenyi stopped beating around the bush: "Lu Yan, you signed up for the junior class so you passed the college entrance examination in advance. Since you have passed the exam once, you should know that the college entrance examination is cruel. This is not a trivial matter. No matter how you think about it, the teacher thinks you are messing around... …so give me an explanation and let’s have an honest chat.”

Lu Yan answered very perfunctorily: "Suddenly I started to like liberal arts, and I can't stop the feeling. If you insist on calling me a fool... then just treat me as a fool."

"..." Yang Wenyi endured it, "Is it okay to mess around in the college entrance examination?! What is the reason??"

Lu Yan thought for a long time, but found that he couldn't think of a plausible reason, so he simply said: "Because I want to be a poet in the future, this is my dream."

"..."

There are so many nonsense stories that I don't even bother to edit them.Yang Wenyi suppressed the fire, and said softly: "You can become a poet after the college entrance examination. What does this have to do with liberal arts and science? Your science foundation is so good..."

"It's still related." Lu Yan explained seriously, "Some majors have limitations in arts and sciences, and..."

After listening to his nonsense, Yang Wenyi simply changed his educational thinking: "I understand what you said. Then tell me... Does not wanting to learn have anything to do with the fact that you didn't go to the junior class?"

Lu Yan fell silent.

After a while he shook his head: "No. Although it's a pity that I didn't pass the exam, it's not because of this."

Yang Wenyixin said that it was actually good that she didn't pass the exam.Seeing Lu Yan like this, she felt a headache. If she really went to the youth class like this, her mind is still immature, which is not good for her growth at all, and it might be God's intention to fail the exam.

"I want to tell you this because I have the responsibility to remind you of the consequences of this incident." Yang Wenyi's tone became more serious, "If you are studying liberal arts with a negative mood, I advise you to stop studying as soon as possible and go back to the science class Go. But if you think you can bear the consequences, then the teacher supports you... We all respect your choice, and you should respect yourself too. Lu Yan, do you understand what I mean? "

Lu Yan was silent for a while, then nodded slowly.

"You'd better really want to be a poet." Yang Wenyi laughed as he spoke, "Learn if you like, and study hard. The teacher just thinks it's a pity...but the future is your own, you Think it over carefully, as long as you don’t regret it, we won’t talk to you about it again in the future, and I don’t want to make people worry about it.”

Lu Yan fell silent.Frowning, not knowing what to think.

Yang Wenyi could only pass the steps to himself: "Go back and think about what I said. It's okay, wait..."

Lu Yan interrupted her: "Thank you, teacher."

Yang Wenyi was startled, he didn't expect to hear a word of thanks, a little surprised.

She pushed her glasses and changed her tone: "You're welcome. Hmm... Also, I've heard all the news about your previous fights and troubles. You should restrain yourself here. You still have to live in peace with your classmates in the last year." , I don't want you to..."

"No." Lu Yan immediately stated, "I will definitely not embarrass you."

People are gone.Yang Wenyi looked at his back and sighed. Although she had a verbal guarantee, she thought about Lu Yan's unbelievable fighting experience in that phone call... She was even more worried, thought about it, and decided to give it to him later. Lu Yan made several phone calls at home.

Lu Yan walked out of the office and breathed a sigh of relief.

After reading it early, the surroundings suddenly became noisy and buzzing.

Now Lu Yan often feels that the world is very noisy, so he wears earphones for longer and longer.

The first class is Chinese.He looked up, and found that Meng Tunan was not in class, hadn't come yet?Probably late again...

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't think about it anymore. Lu Yan didn't sleep well last night. He played games with Meng Tunan until very late before returning home. He was interviewed by the teacher just now, and he wasn't in the mood to care about others being late.

He lay down and began to catch up on sleep.

I didn't sleep well. After all, I was in class, but I was too sleepy.After calling the bell after class, Lu Yan forced himself to wake up, the lack of sleep made him feel a little bad.

He was listening to the song to wake up, the girl named Li Xiaoyuan at the front table turned around and knocked on his table twice, and said a word.

Lu Yan didn't take off the earphones, but only saw her mouth shape, which probably meant that she had to hand in her homework.

So far in this class, he only knows Meng Tunan and this girl named Li Xiaoyuan, and no one else remembers it.

This Li Xiaoyuan is a somewhat introverted girl, she speaks softly, keeps her head down all day long, and her thick bangs cover half of her face.Lu Yan found that this girl seemed to be very unpopular in the class. Some girls always made jokes about the scar on her neck, and the boys were even more extreme. He had heard several times when a psychopath teased her about her big breasts and asked her what she was wearing. Cups, nasty joke.

It seems like someone who can be bullied by anyone.

It was for this reason that he felt that most of the people in this class were mentally ill, which might be the sequelae of the Second Second Class Disease - jealousy like hatred.

After all, Lu Yan felt that this girl nicknamed Li Ziyuan didn't seem to be annoying at all, she was quite a normal person.Maybe it's because the two of them talk less and have no barriers to communication. The family education made Lu Yan respect all women since he was a child, and he also resented others' bullying.

He handed over the unwritten math paper.Li Xiaoyuan took it and looked at it. The paper was blank. She was startled and opened her mouth to say a few words.He still didn't take off the earphones, guessing what the other party said should be: Why don't you do your homework, you will be fucked if you get caught!

He comforted: "I know how to do it, so I won't write it. Hand it over."

Li Xiaoyuan opened his eyes wide.

Lu Yan just smiled: "When I was scolded, I said I asked for leave and didn't get the paper."

Li Xiaoyuan struggled for a while before turning to hand in the homework.Lu Yan closed his eyes and continued to listen to the song, but the earphones were ripped off in the next second.

Meng Tunan in front of him stepped on the edge of his chair, put his hands on the wall, forced him into a corner, and asked in a vicious voice: "Yesterday I told you to come to my house in the morning and ask me to go with me, why did you come first by yourself? "

Seeing them from behind is too wretched.Lu Yan pushed him away in disgust: "I didn't say I'd wait for you."

"Then why did you promise me! I still believe that you will call me... make me late!"

"I was like 'oh,' no promise, it's on you to be late."

"I just agreed! You still quibble!"

Lu Yanman didn't care: "Oh."

"..." Meng Tunan endured it, "wait for me after school tonight, go to my house to play two rounds before going back."

"Oh."

"..." started again.Meng Tunan was about to make a splash, but the Sports Commission came over and bumped into him——

"Hey Mencius, I won't be going home this afternoon. I have an appointment with the class next door. I have asked them to occupy the court in advance. If you play the whole court, count you in?"

This nickname, Mencius... Lu Yan rolled his eyes, I'm still old.

"Okay." Meng Tunan agreed without hesitation. He remembered something, turned his head and patted Lu Yan's shoulder, "Let's add another person, Lu Yan, too!"

Yang Cheng, the sports committee, was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Lu... no, we... are the ones, and..." He hesitated, looking at Lu Yan and then at Meng Tunan, with a perplexed expression on his face.

After all, Lu Yan is the master of silence in their class, and no boy except Meng Tunan had the honor to talk to him.Although Lu Yan suppressed it on purpose, his not-to-be-provoked temperament would show up occasionally. No one was bored to provoke him. Except for Meng Tunan, no one in the class played with him.

Chattering is annoying.Lu Yan frowned and looked up at Yang Cheng.

Although he was too lazy to remember his name, he clearly remembered that there was this person among the boys who made trouble in Li Xiaoyuan that day. There are very few boys in class 89, and nine times out of ten, this guy is there.

They were all crowded in front of Lu Yan's table, and Li Xiaoyuan was sitting in front of him.Yang Cheng was still walking back and forth with a basketball dangling while talking, and from time to time he sat down on Li Xiaoyuan's table, completely ignoring the owner of the table.

Meng Tunan was still tussling with Yang Cheng: "If Luyan doesn't go, I won't call anymore. Recently, I have to practice professional courses, so I can't always... Oh, come down, don't sit at other people's tables."

Yang Cheng had already squeezed Li Xiaoyuan into a corner. He didn't give Meng Tunan any face, and he looked indifferent: "It's okay. I said you come, we are only short of one person..."

As he spoke, he patted Li Xiaoyuan's head again, and said with a smile, "By the way, I'll copy the history paper later."

Slap a puppy like an action.

Meng Tunan didn't like Yang Cheng's behavior at all, but it was politically correct to hate Li Xiaoyuan in his class, and the big guys unanimously isolated this person.He could only say haha, and took Yang Cheng off the table: "Let's go get some fresh air, let's go to the toilet below..."

Maybe Meng Tunan became stupid because he hangs out with people like him all day long, Lu Yan thought.

And Li Xiaoyuan, who seemed to be swallowing his anger, was already looking for the test paper even in front of his back, and Lu Yan, who was in a bad mood due to lack of sleep, was instantly ignited by the raging anger in his body.

So when they passed by his desk, Lu Yan "unintentionally" knocked off his uncovered water glass, and all the water spilled on Yang Cheng's trousers, soaking a large area.

Yang Cheng was dumbfounded. He patted his pants and was waiting for someone to apologize, but Lu Yan picked up the water glass and began to wipe it slowly with a paper towel. While wiping, he said to the glass: "You are dirty when you touch the garbage."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel that he couldn't wipe it clean, so he turned his head and threw the cup into the trash can.He didn't even look at Yang Cheng the whole time, let alone apologize.

Oh my god... Meng Tunan was terrified when he saw it, and when he realized it, he quickly smoothed things over for Bambi: "It's okay, it's okay, he was careless, hey Lu Yan, you didn't do it on purpose, right? Let me find you some paper... "

Lu Yan raised his head and said blankly: "I did it on purpose."